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There are three sides to every story, they say: yours, mine and the truth.
she couldn’t wait to stop being a child. Her pretending, as it turned out, was all she would ever get to experience of it.
Even if you were already falling, you were technically okay until you hit the ground.
How fucking infuriating.
His frustration fuels me, it ignites the match to this wonderful untangling story.
People seem to forget that we know their names because they got caught. In fact, the only remarkable thing about them is what they took from the world: their victims. It’s their names we should know.’
When you find him, you’ll probably be shocked at just how much of nothing he really is.’
Four people had been asleep in their beds inside this house – or so he had thought. One of them, it turned out, was awake. And she would prove to be no victim.
Tell me why, Eve. Why did you kill your father?
‘I thought it was you.’
